I was sitting with a wise sage friend of mine not to long ago and he said something profound to me, “Mike, you will get to a point when God takes more than He gives in your life.” Now before you religious fanatics have a chance to throw your two cents in please wait and think. Be self-aware. I have lost a lot in the last three months. I think I may be stepping into that stage. I have lost three friends in the last few months. My youngest has moved 15 hours from home, and I am in the middle of another big transition in my life.
Can you relate?
Lost a parent lately? Loved One?
I know I am not alone, and I hate funerals, but something really special has happened at the last three I have been too. I have reconnected with people from my past I love. I don’t mean people who tell me they love me, or people who love me for what I do for them. I have tons of them; I mean people I have loved and they have loved me most of my life. It has been heart warming. I hope people tell stories and drink beer and laugh at my funeral. I hope someone preaches my funeral that really knows me. I hope others experience what I have lately when I pass away.
I hate the loss we experience when someone dies, but I love the love that transpires between those who are left to mourn. It gives me peace knowing death is coming for all of us, and knowing I am loved by these people.
To those who I have reconnected to, and you know who you are, I hope we find the time to spend with each other. I don’t want to be reminded ONLY AT FUNERALS.
Love you guys!
RIP Terry Scott